"No, n--!!" Water. Behold, water. Terra's glad Kaldur didn't flood her with it, but her clothes are soggy and her hair's wet. She spits out water and wrings out a strand.

"Terra! Look, Terra, I scrubbed up a Trailmon, I-- whoa..." Gotsumon comes prancing over, observing the two wet teenagers. "What happened to you?"

A quiet, blank stare aimed at Gotsumon.

And then Terra's turned her hose on him too, leading to him squeaking and jumping, trying to get away from it.